<h3><SPAN name="show" id="show"></SPAN>THE ANIMAL SHOW</h3>
<p class="block19 nob">Father and mother and Bobbie will go<br/>
To see all the sights at the animal show.<br/>
Where lions and bears<br/>
Sit on dining room chairs,<br/>
Where a camel is able<br/>
To stand on a table,<br/>
Where monkeys and seals<br/>
All travel on wheels,<br/>
And a Zulu baboon<br/>
Rides a baby balloon.<br/>
The sooner you’re ready, the sooner we’ll go.<br/>
Aboard, all aboard, for the Animal Show!</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-013s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="518" alt="Illustration 13" title="" />
<span class="caption">THE ANIMAL SHOW</span>
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-013x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="trimble" id="trimble"></SPAN>TOMMY TRIMBLE</h3>
<p class="block11 b4">Billy be nimble,<br/>
Hurry and see<br/>
Old Tommy Trimble<br/>
Climbing a tree.<br/>
He claws with his fingers<br/>
And digs with his toes.<br/>
The longer he lingers<br/>
The slower he goes.</p>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-014s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="599" alt="Illlustration 14" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-014x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="dexter" id="dexter"></SPAN>DICKIE, DICKIE DEXTER</h3>
<p class="block15 b4">Dickie, Dickie Dexter<br/>
Had a wife and vexed her.<br/>
She put him in a rabbit cage<br/>
And fed him peppermint and sage—<br/>
Dickie, Dickie Dexter.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="tattletown" id="tattletown"></SPAN>ON THE ROAD TO TATTLETOWN</h3>
<p class="block13 b4">On the road to Tattletown<br/>
What is this I see?<br/>
A pig upon a pedestal,<br/>
A cabbage up a tree,<br/>
A rabbit cutting capers<br/>
With a twenty dollar bill—<br/>
Now if I don’t get to Tattletown<br/>
Then no one ever will.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="peter" id="peter"></SPAN>POLLY AND PETER</h3>
<p class="block15 b4">Polly had some china cows<br/>
And Peter had a gun.<br/>
She turned the bossies out to browse,<br/>
And Peterkin, for fun,<br/>
Just peppered them with butter beans<br/>
And blew them all to smithereens.<br/>
<span class="ws">* * *</span><br/>
Now what will pretty Polly do<br/>
For milk and cream and butter too?</p>
<h3><SPAN name="monday" id="monday"></SPAN>I WENT TO TOWN ON MONDAY</h3>
<p class="block15 nob">I went to town on Monday<br/>
To buy myself a coat,<br/>
But on the way I met a man<br/>
Who traveled with a caravan,<br/>
And bought a billy-goat.<br/>
<br/>
I went to town on Tuesday<br/>
And bought a fancy vest.<br/>
I kept the pretty bucklestraps,<br/>
Buttonholes and pocketflaps,<br/>
And threw away the rest.</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-015as.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="451" alt="Illustration 15a" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-015ax.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<p class="block15 nob">I went to town on Thursday<br/>
To buy a loaf of bread,<br/>
But when I got there, goodness sakes!<br/>
The town was full of rattlesnakes—<br/>
The bakers all were dead.</p>
<div class="figcenterm" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-015bs.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="470" alt="Illustration 15b" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-015bx.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<p class="block15 b4">I went to town on Saturday<br/>
To get myself a wife,<br/>
But when I saw the lady fair<br/>
I gnashed my teeth and pulled my hair<br/>
And scampered for my life.</p>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-016s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="257" alt="Illustration 16" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-016x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="going" id="going"></SPAN>WHERE ARE YOU GOING?</h3>
<p class="block19 nob">Where are you going, sister Kate?<br/>
I’m going to swing on the garden gate,<br/>
And watch the fairy gypsies dance<br/>
Their tim-tam-tum on the cabbage-plants—<br/>
The great big one with the purple nose,<br/>
And the tiny tad with the pinky toes.<br/>
<br/>
Where are you going, brother Ben?<br/>
I’m going to build a tiger-pen.<br/>
I’ll get iron and steel and ’lectric wire<br/>
And build it a hundred feet, or higher,<br/>
And put ten tigers in it too,<br/>
And a big wildcat, and—mebbe—you.</p>
<div class="figcenterm" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-017as.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="317" alt="Illustration 17a" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-017ax.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<p class="block19 nob">Where are you going, mother mine?<br/>
I’m going to sit by the old grapevine,<br/>
And watch the gliding swallow bring<br/>
Clay for her nest from the meadow spring—<br/>
Clay and straw and a bit of thread<br/>
To weave it into a baby’s bed.</p>
<div class="figcenterm" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-017bs.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="428" alt="Illustration 17b" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-017bx.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<p class="block19 b4">Where are you going, grandma dear?<br/>
I’m going, love, where the skies are clear,<br/>
And the light winds lift the poppy flowers<br/>
And gather clouds for the summer showers,<br/>
Where the old folks and the children play<br/>
On the warm hillside through the livelong day.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="crump" id="crump"></SPAN>CHRISTOPHER CRUMP</h3>
<p class="block17 b4">Christopher Crump,<br/>
All in a lump,<br/>
Sits like a toad on the top of a stump.<br/>
He stretches and sighs,<br/>
And blinks with his eyes,<br/>
Bats at the beetles and fights off the flies.</p>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-018s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="471" alt="Illustration 18" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-018x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
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